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1910 · PDF PAGE 140

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…egan what he called “The Writings of Truth.” Before we begin these, it will be necessary to enter upon the doctrines of Buddhism at some little length, for Frater I. A. was now at heart a follower of Gotama, being rather disgusted with his Tamil Guru; and under his guidance it was that P. grasped the fundamental importance of Con- centration through meditation. 124

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1910 · PDF PAGE 140

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…egan what he called “The Writings of Truth.” Before we begin these, it will be necessary to enter upon the doctrines of Buddhism at some little length, for Frater I. A. was now at heart a follower of Gotama, being rather disgusted with his Tamil Guru; and under his guidance it was that P. grasped the fundamental importance of Con- centration through meditation. 124

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1919 · PDF PAGE 77

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…age to the shame of Khem. 6. Therein was this virtue, that the One became the all. 7. Moreover I beheld a vision of a river. There was a little boat thereon; and in it under purple sails was a golden woman, an image of Asi wrought in finest gold. Also the river was of blood, and the boat of shining steel. Then I loved her; and, loosing my girdle, cast myself into the stream. 8. I gathered myself into the little boat, and for many days and nights did I love her, burning beautiful incense before her. g. Yea! I gave her of the flower of my youth. …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 385

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

IV I was a prisoner. An inextricable entanglement of tropical creepers encircled the little oasis. A small path had been managed, but it was severely guarded at the other end. What doom had been prepared for me? For what purpose had these two handsome creatures been left with me? I only reproduce here an infinitesimal part of the numberless thoughts which came to my mind in that moment. However—for this should prove a too long narrative— IT soon ceased ruminating upon the future, for the women began singing a sort of cheerless lay. ‘“ How, fah,…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 385

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

IV I was a prisoner. An inextricable entanglement of tropical creepers encircled the little oasis. A small path had been managed, but it was severely guarded at the other end. What doom had been prepared for me? For what purpose had these two handsome creatures been left with me? I only reproduce here an infinitesimal part of the numberless thoughts which came to my mind in that moment. However—for this should prove a too long narrative— IT soon ceased ruminating upon the future, for the women began singing a sort of cheerless lay. ‘“ How, fah,…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 91

In Residence

… Say, how long? Say, to whom shall the lips belong This year, next year, never again ? Say, whose lips will have done me wrong? Tell me, little shy bird, if pain Dwell in thy heart at an idle song ; Now we are one; we shall soon be twain ! Say, how long? 79

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1909 · PDF PAGE 42

John St. John

… light. To-day I shall eat neither with the frank gluttony of Isis nor with the severe asceticism of Apophis. I shall eat as much and as little as I fancy; these violent means are no longer necessary. Like Count Fosco, I shall “go on my way sustained by my sublime confidence, self-balanced by my impenetrable calm." I have spent half an hour wandering in the Musée du Luxembourg. I now sit down to meditate on this new ritual. The following, so it appears, should be the outlines— damn it, I’ve a good mind to write it straight off—no! I’ll be patien…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 140

John St. John

…one can never be satisfied Much less, then, satiatedl . Having gone back into the life of the world—yet a world transfiguredI—I did all my little work, my little amusements, all the things that one does, very quietly and beatifically. About 10.30 the rapture began to carry me away; yet I withstood it and went on with my game of Billiards, for politeness’ sake. And even there in the Café du Dome was the glory within me, and I therein; 50 that every time that I failed at a stroke and stood up and drank in that

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1903 · PDF PAGE 49

The Star and the Garter

…yed with her hair, tangled and matted ; Fell over strict nice conduct’s brink, Gave all she would, and something more. She was an honest little thing, Gave of her best, asked no response. What more could Heaven’s immortal king Censed with innumerous orisons? So, by that grace, I recognized A something somewhere to be prized Somewhat. What portress studies song? My worthy concierge was wrong. 47

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1910 · PDF PAGE 62

The World’s Tragedy

…. 9 HELIORUS Yes—the pain I had before. “ At the game that Chiron shouldn’t, Chiron would — and Chiron couldn’t. ” RHODON Never heed the little whore ! Play a melody, Marsyas ! HELIORUS He’s at Anaxagoras ! RHODOPE Where is Doris, then ? ERRINNA By Zeus, Where her ribs are all in use ! ANTINOUS Sprinkle me with poppy-juice From the flowers of Syracuse On the lips relaxed with pleasure Of their kisses overmeasure !

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1913 · PDF PAGE 57

Book 4 (Part II)

45 The Teacher should then seek gently and firmly to key up the pupil, little by little, until obedience follows command without reference to what that command may be; as Loyola wrote: "perinde ac cadaver." No one has understood the Magical Will better than Loyola; in his system the individual was forgotten. The will of the General was in- stantly echoed by every member of the Order; hence the Society of Jesus became the most formidable of the religious organizations of the world. That of the Old Man of the Mountains was perhaps the next best. …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 221

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…here was a tiny crack. A tiny, tiny crack. Barely an inch of it. Well, the matter was easily remedied. As it chanced, there was a dainty little Spirit (with gossamer wings like a web of steel, and scarlet tissue of silk for his robes) flitting about, brandishing his tiny sword and spear in a thoroughly warlike manner. “Shun!” said the Great White Spirit. “ By the right, dress! “ Sappers, one pace forward, march ! “ Prepare to stop leak! “ Stop leak !” But the matter was not thus easily settled. After five hours’ strenuous work, the little spiri…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 221

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…here was a tiny crack. A tiny, tiny crack. Barely an inch of it. Well, the matter was easily remedied. As it chanced, there was a dainty little Spirit (with gossamer wings like a web of steel, and scarlet tissue of silk for his robes) flitting about, brandishing his tiny sword and spear in a thoroughly warlike manner. “Shun!” said the Great White Spirit. “ By the right, dress! “ Sappers, one pace forward, march ! “ Prepare to stop leak! “ Stop leak !” But the matter was not thus easily settled. After five hours’ strenuous work, the little spiri…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 121

Little Poems in Prose

…listened too long. One of them, drawing his bow across his violin, seemed to tell the story of some grievance, and the other, making his little hammer dance upon the strings of a little piano that was hung to his neck by a strap, seemed to be laughing at his neighbor’s complaint, while the third from time to time clashed his cymbals with an extraordinary violence. They were so pleased with themselves that they kept on playing their wild men’s music even after the crowd had dispersed; finally they gathered up the half- pence that had been thrown…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 180

The World’s Tragedy

THE GREY NIGHT. I27 AGRIPPA But fear persuades. — This deathly light, these foul grey shades ! PUBLIUS Portending little enough of good To Rome, that beats with our heart’s blood. See how dejected on their spears The guard lean ! AGRIPPA Rather a thousand years Of strife than this black peace. Accurst I know this night shall be. ISSA I thirst. AGRIPPA Give him to drink ! PUBLIUS How strange a fate ! Those noble eyes irradiate This leprous luster.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 271

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…F SOME OF THEM BY THE CONCLUSIONS OF THE RESEARCHES OF MODERN SCIENCE. By J, W. Frincs. Wm. Rider & Son, Ltd., London, 2s. 6d. net. THIS little book is very good, and might have been much better if the author had any knowledge of Science or of the Occult Arts. A.C, 233

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1913 · PDF PAGE 271

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…F SOME OF THEM BY THE CONCLUSIONS OF THE RESEARCHES OF MODERN SCIENCE. By J, W. Frincs. Wm. Rider & Son, Ltd., London, 2s. 6d. net. THIS little book is very good, and might have been much better if the author had any knowledge of Science or of the Occult Arts. A.C, 233

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1928 · PDF PAGE 54

Little Poems in Prose

… that my offer was not made in earnest, or that I might already be repenting of it. But at the same instant he was overthrown by another little savage, risen from I know not where, and so exactly like the first that one might have taken him for his twin brother. They rolled together on the ground, disputing the precious prey, neither wishing to give up half to his brother. The first, exasperated, seized the second by the hair, but the other caught his ear with his teeth and spat out a bleeding morsel of it, with a superb oath in his uncouth dia…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 57

Ambergris

…wn Of fallen hierarchies no more cast down. O misery of triple love and grief And hope ! O joy of hatred and despair And happiness ! The little hour is brief, And the lithe fingers soothe the listless hair Less, and the kisses swoon to tenderer signs And little sobs of sleeping ecstasies. No ! for the envy of the infinite Crushes the juice from out the poppy’s stem, And brown-stained fingers wring the petals white, And weary lips seek lotus-life in them

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1909 · PDF PAGE 99

John St. John

…eating and trembling of the body that heart could desire; but no “ jumping about like a frog” or levitation. A pity ! I shall read for a little in the Yoga-Shastra as a rest. Then for the end of the day and the Beginning of the Ninth Day. Zoroaster (or Pythagoras ?) informs us that the number Nine is sacred, and attains the summit of Philosophy. I’m sure I hope so! I get into Asana . . . and so endeth the Eighth Lesson. The Ninth Day Thus I began this great day, being in my Asana firm and easy, and holding in my breath for a full minute while I …

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